The Dragon’s Surrogate by Jada Cox

I want a baby, not a mate.
My heart shattered a long time ago, and I’ve sworn I’ll never love again.
I’ve got a serious problem, though.
The surrogate carrying my baby makes my dragon purr like a kitten.
The problem reaches epic proportions when I find myself around her more often than I anticipated.
I want much more from her than just what’s outlined in our contract.
It takes all of my concentration not to knock the table over and have my way with her.
Just thinking about the way her hips sway has me drooling.
This woman is going to be the death of me.
But I don’t care.
Because I know exactly what I want from her.
I want her everything.
Or nothing at all.